Maxioms by Algernon Sidney
The day is short, the work is much.
The day is short, the work is much.
Wind puffs up empty bladders; opinion, fools.
Wind puffs up empty bladders; opinion, fools.
He will go back to the old faith he learnt
Beside his mother's knee.
He will go back to the old faith he learnt
Beside his mother's knee.
Liars need to have good memories.
Liars need to have good memories.
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," read more
The peasant thanked her with their tears,
When food and clothes were given;
"This is a joy," the lady said,
"Saints cannot taste in heaven."
